
“What happened?”
“We have to go to Jakarta, Mom. Erka just called me, there's a little problem in Jakarta.”
“Hah! What the fuck? We just arrived, tired not yet gone. How can I ask you to come to Jakarta again. My waist is still in pain due to the long journey.” There was a tone of rejection in Hutomo's tone.
“Dad, I beg you. If Kak Erka asks us to Jakarta, it means that there are important things that cannot be ignored.” Ersa explained patiently.
“But, what ...”
Hutomo stopped talking as Veronica grabbed his arm. The woman shook her head and asked her husband to stop arguing.
“So far Erka has never been like this. Until he asks us to Jakarta, it means there is something.”
“But, the boy should explain that we seniors are not confused. We are astrologers, we can read every event.” Hutomo.
“Already, you better pray. May not things happen that are not desirable. Somehow ... My feelings are not good.” Veronica spilled her heart.
“Mom, prepare. I have to tell Ayleen. Looks like he should also come to Jakarta.”
“Hah!” This time Veronica was surprised. “Is there a serious problem?”
There was no answer, Ersa simply nodded and forced her lips into a smile. It's impossible to be straightforward now, but not be able to hide for too long. Ayleen's presence will help calm his parents and for that he decided to bring the girl along in addition to his own interests.
“Sa, Mommy.” replied Veronica looked at her second son running into the house.
...♡♡♡...
It was still early in the morning, the sun had not yet appeared in the eastern corner of the horizon. Ersa stood in front of Ayleen's room door, her heart beating twice as fast. If previously he panicked because of the news that Erka delivered, now he was nervous because he had to enter without permission into his own sister's room.
In the past, when this feeling has not been recognized, Ersa can take a leisurely pitch when alone with Ayleen. Not infrequently the two chat until late and sleep one bed without realizing it.
“Leen, I'm in, yes.”
Pushing the door of the room that was not locked, Ersa was greeted with dimness. Ayleem was still curled up under the thick blanket, enjoying the burst of cold air from the air conditioning. Plus yellowed sleep lights make the atmosphere comfortable and comfortable owner more deep.
“Leen, wake.” Ersa stood stiffly on the side of the bed. He saw a beautiful girl who rolled around in a thick cloth, leaving only the ends of the hair.
“Leen, let's get up. We have to go to Jakarta.” Ersa dared to shake Ayleen's body. Not too tight, but able to make his brother disturbed.
“Kak Ersa, what's up?” Ayleen's voice sounded hoarse. His eyes blinked to make sure that what he saw was not a dream.
“Leen, we need to talk.”
“What's up, Brother?” Ayleen closed his mouth and yawned a few times before pulling his body, leaning over the bed.
“Prepare, we have to go to Jakarta.” Ersa started the conversation.
“What's up?” Ayleen. She pulled the blanket and held it to cover her thin nightgown.
“Later to tell me. Get ready, Daddy and Mommy are also on.”
Ayleen's eyeballs are rounded. “What's up, Brother? Did something happen in Jakarta?”
“Let me tell you on the road. Get ready, Leen.” Ersa suddenly sat down on the side of the bed, reached out and infiltrated Ayleen's neck covered in long hair.
“Later a car with me. Let Daddy and Mommy be with the driver. I'll tell you everything.”
“Ya, Brother.”